It is a January morning and the door lifts about a hand's width, groans, and settles back down. When you pull the release and try by hand the door feels far heavier than it used to, and the bottom seal is stuck hard to the slab.
The door opens about a third of the way and stops. Turning the limit screw on the head has made no difference, and the trolley seems to sit in the wrong place along the rail when the door is fully closed.
The belt looks fine from a distance, but up close the rubber has cracked across the back in dozens of places and, in one spot, you can see the steel cords showing through.
Since the storm the door behaves oddly: it reverses halfway down for no reason, the light flickers, and the travel limits drift so it either slams or stops short. The board inside is discontinued and the last repair only bought a few months.
Someone backed the car in a little too far, a bin or a bicycle brushed the track, and since then the door starts to close and comes back up. One sensor now sits at a slightly different angle from the other.
Your remote was in the visor when the car was broken into last night. So was the insurance slip with your address on it.
One remote lives in a car you sold last spring. The other needs three presses from the driveway and its battery cover is taped on.
It is the coldest morning of the year. A week of slush and road salt has crusted over the outside release lock, the key will not seat, and the opener inside is silent after the overnight outage.